I KNOW HER SHOES MUST’VE COST MORE THAN MY CAR STILL SHE WAS SO YOUNG AND SO UNEMPLOYED, SITTING ON THE SIDE OF THE STREET WITH A LOOK AS IF SHE WAS A HUNDRED – A HUNDRED YEARS OLD. “TAKE MY SHOES AND RUN!” SHE SAID “THEY’LL BE SHAKING YOUR COCK AS IF THEY SHOOK YOUR HAND” TWO CLEAR BLUE EYES LOOKING UP TOWARDS AN OPENING I’VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE. AND IT’S IMPOSSIBLE TO THINK WITH ALL THESE PEOPLE AROUND. THOUGH I COULDN’T SEE NONE, CAUSE I WAS LOOKING DOWN. TWO FEET, CONCRETE, MUST’VE BEEN CRAWLING. HER BLUE EYES MUST’VE CRIED, HER TEARS WILL COME FALLING DOWN ON OUR TENSE SHOULDERS. “CITIZENS! COSTUMERS! THEY TRY TO CALL US NAMES. BUT WE ARE LIVING METAPHORS: IMPOSSIBLE TO PARAPHRASE. EVERYONE’S BARKING WHEN WE COULD BE HOWLING LIKE WOLVES! EVERYONE’S TALKING WHEN WE COULD BE SHOUTING LIKE THIS: … ” I KNOW HER SHOES MUST’VE COST MORE THAN MY HEART STILL SHE WAS SO YOUNG AND UNREPAIRABLE, SITTING ON THE CONCRETE WITH A LOOK AS IF SHE WAS A PRODUCT – ALREADY SOLD. AND SHE SAID: “TAKE ANOTHER LOOK AT YOUR SHOES, GIRL, SEEMS LIKE THEY’VE GAINED A FEW POUNDS AND THERE’S THAT HORRIBLE SOUND AGAIN, WITH THE SCRAPING AND THE SCRATCHING, AND THE TICKY-TACKY-ING… YEAH, THEY KINDA LOOK LIKE KNEES, YA SEE? YEAH, THEY KINDA LOOK LIKE KNEES!”

I’M GOING DOWN TO THE RIVER I’M GOING DOWN TO MY SISTERS AND I’M GONNA SWIM WITH OPHELIA TO LET HER KNOW THAT I MISS HER WE’RE GOING BACK TO THE MARKET PLACE WHERE I’M GONNA MEET YOU FACE TO FACE TO TELL YOU WHAT BILLY NEVER SAID ABOUT WHY OPHELIA IS DEAD AND I THOUGHT I COULD LEVITATE YOU AND I THOUGHT YOU WOULD START TO FLY AND I THOUGHT I COULD ELEVATE YOU AND I THOUGHT YOU WOULD START TO CRY I’M ON YOUR SIDE WE’RE GOING UP BY THE RIVER AND THOUGH OUR HEARTS STARTS TO SHIVER WE’LL PUT HIM IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR AND HE’LL WHISPER -THE HORROR, THE HORROR- YOU KNOW THE KINGS OF THE ROTTEN STATE ARE JUST LIKE THE KINGS WE HAVE TODAY AND WE’RE GONNA GIVE THEM OUR LOOKING GLASS TO SHOW THEM THEIR PORTRAITS OF MR GRAY AND I THOUGHT I’D ELUCIDATE YOU AND I THOUGHT I COULD STRAIGHT THINGS OUT AND I THOUGHT I COULD AGITATE YOU AND I THOUGHT YOU WOULD START TO SHOUT I’M ON YOUR SIDE

I WEAR MY ALLIGATOR SUITE, IN CASE I’M FEELING SOMETHING BLUE I GO A MILLION MILES AWAY TO COUNT THE BULLETS IN MY HEAD I GOT SECOND THOUGHTS ABOUT THINKING TWICE TONIGHT (HE GOT SECOND THOUGHTS ABOUT THINKING TWICE) OH TANGERINE, SWEET TANGERINE, PLEASE WRAP YOUR LEGS AROUND MY HEAD AND LOCK ME UP IN SIXTEEN-MILLIMETER TECHNICOLOR DREAMS BUT I CAN’T GET KEEP CAPTAIN COLD TO KEEP HIS TONGUE FREE FROM REFRIGERATOR SNOW AND I CAN’T STOP MELTING ICE, JUST BECAUSE HE’S TELLING LIES, AND I CAN’T ACT ALL SURPRISED WHEN HIS STEELE BLUE EYES START FALLING FROM THE SKY I GOT SECOND THOUGHTS ABOUT THINKING TWICE TONIGHT (SHE GOT SECOND THOUGHTS ABOUT THINKING TWICE) WE GOT SECOND THOUGHTS ABOUT THINKING TWICE TONIGHT (THEY GOT SECOND THOUGHTS ABOUT THINKING TWICE)

WHERE’S MY GUN? WHERE’S THAT BOTTLE WHEN YOU NEED ONE? ONE FOR THE ROAD, ONE FOR THE CHILDREN ON THE PLAYGROUND. CHILDREN WITH BIG GUNS. CHILDREN KILL FOR FUN. WHERE’S MY HEART? DID HE SAY I LOST IT WITH THE CAT? OUT ON THE SEAS, YOU KNOW, MISHIMA YUKIO TRAINED 15 YEARS FOR COMBAT. MISHY HAD A SWORD. MISHY, YOU SEEM BORED. WHERE’S MY SLEEP? WHERE’S THAT PILLOW WHEN YOU NEED ONE? AND WILL I DREAM OF ELECTRIC SHEEP GRAZING UNDER THE SUN? PHILLIP, YOU SCHIZO, MEET OL’ MISHIMA YUKIO. WHERE’S MY GUN? WHERE’S THAT BOTTLE WHEN YOU NEED ONE? ONE FOR THE ROAD, ONE FOR THE PEOPLE ON THE PLAYGROUND. PEOPLE WITH BIG GUNS. PEOPLE KILL FOR FUN.

COME LET’S GO LET’S GET IT ON MY DICK IS GETTING HARD AND LESS THAN FORTY MINUTES WON’T DO AND I HOPE THAT NOTHING’S WRONG I HOPE THAT I WILL COME EXCACTLY WHEN YOU WANT ME TO AND I JUST GOTTA SEX YOU UP JUST LIKE COLOR ME BADD DO IN NEW JACK CITY AND I JUST GOTTA BE HOT LIKE WHEN SHARON STONES’ GETTING FUCKED BY STALLONE OH OH! I GOTTA FIGHT IT AND OH! I GOTTA WORK IT AND MAYBE I SHOULD TURN YOU AROUND? OH OH! I GOTTA FEEL IT AND OH I GOTTA SCREAM IT AND MAYBE YOU SHOULD TURN ME AROUND? AND I JUST GOTTA BE REAL TALL JUST LIKE MR BIG IS FOR CARRIE BRADSHAW AND I JUST GOTTA BE SMALL JUST LIKE BRITNEY SPEARS IN THE MICKEY MOUSE CLUB OUR LOVE IS MILES FROM QUEER OUR LOVE IS GOOD AND SINCERE WE COULD BE CALLED THE PROM QUEENS OF THE WORLD AND I ALWAYS WANT TO FUCK ‘CAUSE THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH MY POTENCY! EVENINGS ARE OK BY ME BUT THE DAYLIGHT IS JUST FOR THE PORN STAR WANNABES! WE COULD BE CALLED THE PROM QUEENS OF THE WORLD

HEY JOHNNY, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN… HAVE YOU BEEN SCREWIN’ AROUND AGAIN… DID THOSE SIRENS CAUSE YOU TROUBLE… DID THAT GIANT MAKE YOU CRY AT NIGHT? I HEARD YOU DID IT IN TROY I’VE SEEN THAT MOVIE, BUT IT WASN’T VERY GOOD WHAT ABOUT THAT TREE HORSE, JOHNNY? I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY FELL FOR THAT ONE JOHNNY, YOU ARE ALWAYS ON MY MIND … JOHNNY ULYSSES, JOHNNY ULYSSES

LOOK AT MY FRIDGE, LOOK AT MY KITCHEN (OH WO-HO, OH WO-HO) SO FRESH AND SO CLEAN BUT NO FOOD FOR MY CHILDREN LOOK AT ME DAD, CHECK OUT MY S.U.V I’M RIDING HIGH – MESSING WITH PEOPLE OMG, WE NEVER SEEM TO GET ENOUGH OMG, THE POSSIBILITIES NEVER END FANCY MY DOG, SHE FITS IN MY BRAND NEW PURSE (CHIHUAHUA – CHIWOW!) BUT I’M NOT PLEASED WITH THE FACT THAT SHE FAINTS WHEN I’M SNEEZING I’M UP TO DATE WITH THE LATEST OF FASHION TRENDS (THE LATEST — THE BEST!)

SO BRIGHT, WE’RE BLINDED BY THE SPOTLIGHTS. AND IT SHINES EVERYWHERE, ‘CAUSE THERE ARE SIGNS EVERYWHERE. AND THERES NO WEATHER TO FUCK THINGS UP, YOU KNOW THE WINDS THE RAIN AND THE STORMS ARE LEFT TO THE BUMS. THIS IS SUNDAY, RIGHT? THIS IS SUN THIS IS DAY THIS IS RIGHT. THIS IS SUNDAY, RIGHT? AND WE’RE FREE, TO SPEND OUR MONEY AS WE PLEASE. WE’RE FREE TO CHOOSE, PERFUME WITH ANIMAL DISEASE. YEAH, WE’RE FREE, WE NEED A PLASMA SCREEN, TO PICK OUT SHOES, AN MP3, A DVD. AND WE’VE BEEN WORKING ALL WEEK LONG. YOU KNOW, THE LORD, HE RESTED ON A SUNDAY AND WE WALK THE MALL.

ONE DAY WE FOUND CATS THEY WERE OF DIFFERENT SHADES OF BLACK AND NO ONE ELSE COULD SEE THEM BUT THEY WERE NOT IN OUR HEADS WE GONNA SEE THEM ALL WE GONNA SEE THEM ALL AGAIN IN A LIFE WHEN WE’RE ALL CATS THEY-GOT-A-MESSAGE FROM HOME THEY HAD TO LEAVE IN A DAY OR TWO TO SEE THE PROPHETS OF BETTER DAYS, BETTER DAYS, BETTER DAYS THEY FLEW AWAY ON A CLOUD (SUPER MARIO CLOUD!) AND LEFT THE STORY UNTOLD ABOUT THE BOY WITH THE GOLDEN HORSE AND HIS MAGIC BALLOON